Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

The Wanyan brothers could not afford to waste time now. After talking with Shi Qian, they did not dare to delay. Wanyan Zongmin packed some gold and silver jewelry. Before he walked out of the door, he heard a faint noisy sound in front of him, accompanied by a few sentences, "Where is Wanyan Zongjun? Call our young master out!", "Damn dog, you are blind! How dare you contradict our people in Meng'an Mansion!"

The two brothers' faces changed, and they urged Shi Qian, "We have to leave quickly."

Shi Qian was a man who was always keeping an eye on all directions and listening carefully. He had already heard the noise over there and stood up immediately: "Did Jin Ting send someone? Come with me."

"No, well... it's almost the same."

Wanyan Zongming was about to explain, but then he realized that now was not the right time, muttered something, and carried the sleeping boy.

"Stop talking nonsense." Wanyan Zongjun opened the door and said anxiously, "You can't go to the front hall. The back door here may also be blocked. Is there any other way out?"

"There's no such place here." Wanyan Zongmin said quickly while carrying the people, "There's only a front door and a back door, how about this..." His eyes glanced at Shi Qian in white clothes, and his voice slowed down, "What is it, uh..."

Shi Qian glanced at him, walked over to blow out the candle, turned around and walked out: "Follow me."

He led the two brothers to one side of the wall, where there were several tall pine trees blocking the view. He swung out the Flying Tiger Claw, and the flea exerted force with his hands and feet, and climbed up the 140-150-foot-high wall in two or three strokes, leaving the two brothers below with a dazed look on their faces.

This place originally belonged to a Khitan nobleman, and after it was conquered, it was given to Wanyan Zongming by Wanyan Aguda. For some reason, the wall here was higher than other places, and the wall was flat and smooth. Even with the help of tools, the two of them were not sure they could climb up so easily. It was no exaggeration to say that this man was as light as a swallow.

"Come up, I'll pull you up." Shi Qian's ears moved, and he heard the noisy sound moving towards the courtyard. He quickly grabbed the hemp rope of the Flying Tiger Claw with one hand and said to the bottom, "Someone is coming over there."

"go!"

Wanyan Zongjun whispered something to Wanyan Zongming, who was holding the rope with one hand and the sleeping child with the other. An older figure behind him pushed him and the rope began to reel upwards.

Shi Qian stood on top of the wall, doing horse stance, using both hands to pull the rope alternately, his face flushed red.

Damn it! How much did this guy eat? Why is he so heavy?
The noise was getting closer, and the older brother below couldn't help but urge in a low voice: "Hurry up, someone is coming."

While looking back at the noisy place.

“I’m climbing.”

Wanyan Zongmin rubbed his body against the wall and finally climbed up. Shi Qian immediately sat on the wall and panted: "You're next!"

"quick!"

Wanyan Zongjun kept looking back. In his sight, the fire began to dispel the darkness. A rope was lowered, and a strong figure grabbed it with both hands and began to rise.

……

The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard in the corridor. The lit torches emitted black smoke. Some people were holding shiny scimitars, which made people feel terrified.

"Wait, don't barge in here! If you disturb my master, you will have to pay for it with your life!"

"If you want my life, go to Meng'an's mansion and ask for it."

"You scoundrels, aren't you afraid that my master will sue you in the imperial court?"

"I'm telling you, my wife has issued an order that we must find the young master tonight, and no one can stop us!"

The pace of movement was accelerating, with people occasionally swearing at each other. In the aisle that was just big enough for two people to walk side by side, the two teams were walking on either side clearly, with a gap in the middle that was big enough for a large dog to run through. However, one team, Ning Yuan, let his clothes rub against the wall and refused to move to the middle, while the person on the other side had half of his shoulder exposed and kept turning his body to avoid the pillars.

A moment later, a group of people arrived at the backyard, gritted their teeth and glared at each other. The servant who came from Wanyan Zonghan's house shouted without turning his head: "Looking for it!"

A pair of legs rose up in the gloom, hidden by the pine trees.

The people behind him scattered with torches and scimitars in hand. Wanyan Zongmin's servants did not dare to stop them. They just pointed at him and shouted, "The master will definitely report this to the court. You just wait. The crime of offending a noble is not something a lowly person like you can bear."

The man sneered: "Whatever, I don't believe your master can do anything to my Meng An anyway."

"you……"

The steward who was standing opposite Wanyan Zongmin was furious, wondering why his master hadn't come out to stop these people. You know, the people who broke in were holding knives, and they, the servants who were paid for their work, would definitely not be willing to fight. However, even if they were told that the young master they were looking for was right here, they would still not be willing. They could only use words to pressure the other party to delay, so as to give their master time to react. However, such a long time passed...

Where is the person? "No one is in the study."

"No one's in the bedroom."

“Neither do the guest rooms.”

The figures who had run out came out of the room one by one, looked at the people over there and shouted something.

"No?" The leader muttered, and used force on the knife: "How could there be no? How could there be no? Where is the little master?"

The manager was overjoyed when he heard this, and thought to himself, let's see what you can do now that no one is here!

But he said, "Did you hear me? Your little master is not here, why don't you get out of here?"

"spit--"

The figure holding the knife spat and looked at him fiercely: "Don't let us get hold of you, or we'll kill you." He turned around and shouted: "Let's go!"

The light from the torches went away into the distance, and the sound of noisy footsteps gradually faded away.

The standing steward spat, looked back at everyone, and shouted, "Stop standing there like idiots, go find the owner!"

"Yes."

"Don't come back if you can't find it!" He spat again: "Fuck, what the hell!"

He left cursing.

The fire left the yard, and darkness filled it all again.

……

"Finally gone."

Wanyan Zongmin leaned on the wall and let out a long sigh. He looked along the gaps between the pine trees. It was pitch black except for some lights from the front hall in the distance that shone through the gaps between the needles.

"It seems that this boy is very important." Shi Qian looked aside at the boy leaning on the wall: "But these people don't know how to search around, they are really stupid."

"I'm not stupid." Wanyan Zongjun raised his head and tried to look at the sky. It was the first time he knew that he couldn't go up to a high place. "Don't look at these people making a fuss below. If they really find us, they will have nowhere to complain after they are killed. So they are not willing to fight to the death, unless Wanyan Zonghan personally brings people here."

"...The relationships in your area are quite complicated." Shi Qian shook his head.

"What's the mess?" Wanyan Zongjun sneered, "It's a violation of the rules for a slave to dare to offend the master. Even though we are being forced by Wanyan Sheng, the master is still the master. Even if he is down and out, these slaves can't do anything rash. When we see him, we still have to ask him to return this kid to us in a gentle voice."

It's quite impressive, but do you dare to lower your head and speak again...

Shi Qian complained in his heart and turned the Flying Tiger Claw to another direction and lowered it: "It's time to go back. I'll take you two to the place where I'll send you out before it gets dark."

He pulled the rope with his hand and looked at the two men: "Who will go down first? How about Brother Zong Jun go down first?"

"No." Wanyan Zongjun didn't dare to move his head, and said with his eyes looking up at the sky: "You go first, I will be the last one."

"Oh."

Wanyan Zongmin agreed and was about to leave, but Shi Qian stopped him with a hand. The thief smiled and squatted on the wall: "No, you won't be the last one to go down to the ground in your condition. It's better to go down first so that there won't be any accidents."

"No, no, no." Wanyan Zongjun shook his head desperately.

"Don't be stubborn." Shi Qian stroked his mustache and chuckled, "Or do you want to sit on the wall for a night, wait to be discovered tomorrow morning, and be taken to the military camp to die?"

"Okay... okay."

The figure who forced himself to move forward tremblingly, soon the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded in the night, mixed with a suppressed cry of pain. (End of this chapter)